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Mar 2014
I.
You wanted to assume
and you still do
you say
that because I can't
live the way
you want me to
I'm wrong.

II.
It is
impossible,
I would
die
I hope you
understand.

III.
Compared me to
a ******
a thief
a torturer
simply because
I couldn't eat how you wished.

IV.
It's ridiculous
how you
go about things.
Assumptions
Assumptions
Assumptions
And where did that ever get you?
Except a handful of
broken bones.
Steven Muir
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Steven Muir  20/Transgender Male/Santa Clarita, California
(20/Transgender Male/Santa Clarita, California)   
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